Friday, July 08, 2005

...on bastards and childhood

i just came back from picking up the boy from my rents house. it rained like hell today (no where near what the mofo will endure this weekend, TAKE PICTURES SHITEYES) so my mom dug out all of our old toys. hey MO! the micronauts are still held together but the gi joes are all severed in half from dried out rubber over time. either way, i was surprised at how much of my childhood is in boxes at home and how much toy trivia i remember. i even remember the toys i used to covet and play with when the other 2 weren't around. clearly i am remembering too much and should prescribe more gin and tonic for it.

—the bastard

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